Wizards of Hogwarts

At the same time, France across the strait.

Compared with London, England, where it rains all day long, the weather in Paris is obviously much better, and it feels quite sunny and sunny, but thick dark clouds are slowly accumulating in the sky.

On the elegant streets, a small number of pedestrians came and went in a hurry, and the light from the sun above their heads became less and less.

Grindelwald led his followers, no, they now have a more resounding name, the Wiccan Party, walking calmly on the empty and sparse streets.

Wherever they walked, the sun never stopped and disappeared.

Suddenly, Grindelwald closed his eyes and walked in one direction.

With a clattering sound, a horse-drawn hearse slowly approached from the north street.

In this day and age, except for those used by Hollywood movie crews, few ordinary people would use this simple-looking carriage.

But surprisingly, the passers-by turned a blind eye to this carriage, including the several weirdly dressed people on board, as if the carriage did not exist in their field of vision at all.

As if they had received some order, the stern-looking Wu Cui Party members accurately found a house with a particularly gorgeous appearance and slowly drove the carriage to the door of the house.

A middle-aged male wizard didn't mind the Muggles around him. He stepped out of the carriage and took out his wand from his pocket.

After muttering something, a white light flashed quickly, and the wizard's unlocking spell opened the door easily.

The Wu Cui party members walked in one after another.

Grindelwald stayed outside. He stopped at the edge of the road, looking around the street calmly, while tapping the sidewalk with his cane to kill time.

Behind Grindelwald, the real owner of the house has noticed that an outsider has broken into their house, and the male owner is about to ask the female owner about the situation.

But two pale green lights flashed through

Not long after, the door was opened again from the inside, and two black coffins came out.

Grindelwald stared at the coffin carried on the carriage by two key members of the Wiccan Party, his expression indifferent, without any wavering.

The lives of ordinary Muggles are so fragile. Even if they have a lot of wealth, they are still so vulnerable when facing real power.

Inside the house, Grindelwald thought to himself as he looked at the luxurious objects scattered around the upper-class family that his subordinates had just killed.

"After a thorough cleaning, this place will be very comfortable." Grindelwald paced the room with his hands behind his back, and then said to a Wiccan, "I want you to go to the Mysterious Circus now and get my Letters are brought to Credence to start his journey.”

The dark-skinned young Wiccan stared at Grindelwald feverishly, then nodded and left.

"Once we win, millions of people will flee the city. They have had enough of the good life." A young witch with a gorgeous and generous appearance pointed her finger at her chin and said with a smile. She looked at Grindelwald with unabashed love and admiration in her eyes.

"Rozier, there are many things that you don't have to say out loud." A shallow smile appeared on Grindelwald's face, and it disappeared fleetingly.

He walked towards Rozier, stopped next to her, and turned to look at the Umbrellas in the room: "All we want is freedom, the freedom to be ourselves."

"Let us eliminate all non-wizards." Underneath Rozier's plain tone was whimsical madness and killing.

But none of the other Wiccan partisans in the room spoke out to refute Rozier's words. On the contrary, they looked at Grindelwald as if they were greatly encouraged.

"Not everyone, not all, we are not that ruthless." Grindelwald seemed to deny Rozier's idea, but at the next moment he said, "It is necessary to leave some beasts of burden."

At this moment, a rustling sound of something falling came from outside the door.

Grindelwald led the Wiccan party around the house, heading in the direction of the sound.

Not long after, Grindelwald opened a door.

This is a very warmly decorated children's room, with huge plush dolls, carved and rounded ornaments, and happy portraits everywhere.

A boy who looked to be less than four years old was sitting on a carefully made beige-brown stall, looking at the Grindelwald people approaching the room with a confused expression. There were some toys scattered around him, which must have been the source of the sound just now. source.

Grindelwald squatted down and looked at the boy carefully for a moment.

Immediately, a mocking and disdainful smile appeared on his face, he nodded casually to a Wiccan Party member, and then stood up and left.

As Grindelwald closed the door, another green light flashed.

Not long after, a much smaller black coffin was transported to the carriage outside.

This is a temporary hiding place determined by Grindelwald himself, so how could it accommodate an ordinary Muggle child?

ten kilometers away.

A trading street in France's wizarding world, the wizards here prefer to call it the Champs Elysées.

Compared with the deep north-south Diagon Alley behind the Leaky Cauldron, the Champs Elysees is more like a bustling shopping mall with crisscrossing cross streets. The intersection is a large brick square. In addition to the east-west and north-south main streets, In addition to the shopping street, there are also some crooked alleys in the thorns, leading to other less popular trading shops.

As the time gradually approached the afternoon, the crowds on the Champs Elysées gradually thinned out.But at the same time, some wizard gangs that specialize in doing things at night also slowly started their activities.

For example, the Mysterious Circus, which narrowly escaped from MACUSA's elite Auror Tina Goldstein, is preparing for their opening event.

Behind the circus, there are tents with special magical animals.

Elrohir stood outside the tent, interacting with the people inside, while paying attention to the movements of the circus managers in front, and being prepared to retreat at any time.

"Nagini, are you ready to leave?" Elrohir asked tirelessly. This was also the question he had asked the most during this time.

Elrohir didn't expect that he originally wanted to sneak away to France to relax, and also to avoid the bald monster Dumbledore who was elusive in Britain, but unexpectedly he met the man he met half a year ago on the Champs Elysees. The glimpse of Nagini also has an unattractive Jarhead.

Elrohir did not let down his guard against Credence.

But in the past half month, Elrohir has witnessed Credence controlling his Obscurus power very well. With Nagini on his side, there is almost no possibility of Credence losing control.

Naturally, Elrohir gradually ignored Credence, not his combat prowess, but his presence as a character.

How can a beautiful young lady be so attractive to the GuoJiaTou who suffers so much from his hatred?